The Phantom And The Dreamer (Patience Worth Poems)
Phantom:Thick stands the hill in garb of fir,And winter-stripped the branching shrub.Cold grey the sky, and glistered o'erWith star-dust pulsing ...
Phantom:Thick stands the hill in garb of fir,And winter-stripped the branching shrub.Cold grey the sky, and glistered o'erWith star-dust pulsing ...
Fearful, fearful! Oh, God of the lightnings!Fearful, fearful! Oh, God of the thunders!Fearful, fearful! Oh, God of the tempest!Fearful, fearful! ...
Who art thou,Who tracketh 'pon the path o' me-O' each turn, aye, and track?Thou! And thou astand!And o'er thy face ...
Who art thou,Who tracketh 'pon the path o' meO' each turn, aye, and track?Thou! And thou astand!And o'er thy face ...
Oh, I once had a smile, and it flickeredAnd flashed o'er my shadowy way.But I needed it not, and I ...
You, my brother, you, whose dull eyesLook forth unto dull days, whose hours make progressLike unto a procession of cowled ...
Christ! Man! Dusts!Yet upon the day that He hath spokenHangeth the hope of eons that proceed!Christ! Man! Flesh!The mouthing of ...
I recall a touch, which frequently fell upon me,A chilling touch as though the shroudOf Eternity had swept me.Well I ...
Brother, weary o' the plod,Art sorried sore o' waiting?Brother, bowed aneath the pack o' Earth,Art seeking o' the pathThat leadest ...
Give me no trumpet!Oh, let me declare myself-not holy,But Godlike, for He is beyond the holiest.Let me make bare before ...
Beyond that celestial gateway, Oh, tell me,Doth there stray no thing but hath reachedPerfection's Realm? Oh, let me treasureWithin my ...
Gently, brother, gently. Have reverence!Remember, wisdom is an aged thing.Be not flippant; be not pertly jestful.Gently, brother, gently. Remember, the ...
Mary, mother, thou art the Spring that flowereth,Though nay man aplanteth thee.Mary, mother, the song of thee,That lulled His dreams ...
How shall I die?Shall I lay me down upon a rosed couch-Sipping cool waters, and languorously die?Shall I do some ...
Mine is a cunning implement!There is nothing which mayDeny me wielding it,Yet I have an o'ercoming awe at the thought,That ...
Who is he, becowled,Most foreboding, seeking yon?Surely no companion of mine!He drones a dull page, and his utteranceCometh forth as ...
Behold man. Man, Man, God's noblest creation.What doth man do with his heritance?Show me one king who with his powerHath ...
Oh, gently, brother, gently!I am a pot upon the shelf,And thou art passing.Gently, brother, gently! Brush me not.Oh, if thou ...
I'd sing. Wearied word adroppedBy weary ones, and broken moldAfashioned out by wearied hands;A falter-song sung through tears o' wearied ...
Ah, art thou listening, brother?Then speak, what hearest thou?Hast heard the mocking of the insistent life,Which is telling itself to ...
Ah, wee plumed, earth-brown brother,Whose nest hangs damp at dawn;Hast thou begun at day's fair breakTo sing of Night's soft ...
Weary not, O brother!'Tis apaled, the sun's gold sink;Then weary not, but set thy path to end;E'en as the light ...
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